The Tycoon's Awakening: Losing My Wife

Chapter 6

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m Sloane Bishop, Duke's assistant: 'Madam Matilda expects your presence at the Hamptons estate for dinner. The car is waiting downstairs.' There was no

ly's black SUV. The vehicle was speeding d

ut of her purse and ta

ws alert. A high-definition photo of the Sot

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ction paddle. The comment section was exploding with gossip,

e pressed the lock button. The screen went black

ed window. The lush, green trees of Long Is

he massive wrought-iron gates of the Morrow estate. I

s private driver, hurried out a

rmally, hiding the limp in her right ankle as she

was waiting in the foyer. She

hallway lined with priceless oil paintings.

sat rigidly in a floral armchair. A cup of

uth softened into a warm smile. She waved a wrinkled ha

the glass screen of an iPad resting on the coffee

rash for that Christabel woman?" Matilda d

pike Matilda's blood pressure. "It's just corporate PR,

the heavy oak double doors o

ring a tailored navy suit. The air ar

Camelia, who was sitting close to hi

ainst the marble floor. The shar

. "Buying jewelry for an outsider and letting your

athered. He shot a look at

voice dripping with sarcasm. "Running to

inching. "I didn't say a word about you

believe a single syllable. He looked at

e tonight, Duke. You will have dinner with y

controlled the family trust. He yanked out th

and started typing an email. He di

eatly in her lap. She sat perfectly still, letting th

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“Camelia Drake had only four months left on her prenuptial agreement with billionaire Duke Morrow, living as a glorified maid for his wealthy family. The nightmare escalated when Duke's mistress, Christabel, intentionally threw herself down the marble stairs and later slashed her own arm with a fruit knife, screaming in fake terror that Camelia was trying to kill her. Duke didn't even glance at Camelia's bleeding knee or her bruised spine. He rammed into his wife, cradled the sobbing mistress against his chest, and pointed a furious finger at Camelia's face. "Apologize right now, or I will ruin your career and make sure you leave this marriage with absolutely nothing." The entire family mocked her. When Duke's grandmother secretly drugged his wine to force them together, Duke pinned Camelia to the wall, violently accusing her of being a desperate gold-digger. The second the mistress called with a fake ache, Duke shoved Camelia to the floor and sprinted out into the night. Sitting alone on the freezing floor, Camelia's heart finally shattered and turned to ice. She couldn't understand how a man could be so ruthlessly blind, treating his legal wife worse than a stray dog while worshipping a manipulative liar. The next morning, the mistress texted a victorious selfie from Duke's bed. Camelia didn't shed a single tear. She calmly called back, telling the mistress to make sure Duke got a full STD test. Then, she pulled out her suitcase, looked at her furious, hickey-covered husband with dead eyes, and prepared to walk away from this toxic prison forever.”